| To Bombay
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| A traveling circus came
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| They brought an intelligent elephant
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| And Nikki was her name
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| One dark night
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| She slipped her iron chain
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| And off she ran to Hindustan
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| And was never seen again
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| Ooooooooooooo…
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| Nikki the Elephant packed her trunk
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| And said goodbye to the circus
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| Off she went with a trumpety-trump
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| Trump, trump, trump
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| Nikki the Elephant packed her trunk
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| And trundled back to the jungle
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| Off she went with a trumpety-trump
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| Trump, trump, trump
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| Night by night
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| She danced to the circus band
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| When Nikki was leading the big parade
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| She looked so proud and grand
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| No more tricks
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| For Nikki to perform
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| They taught her how to take a bow
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| And she took the crowd by storm
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| The head of the herd was calling
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| Far, far away
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| They met one night in the silver light
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| On the road to Mandalay
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| So Nikki the Elephant packed her trunk
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| And said goodbye to the circus
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| Off she went with a trumpety-trum
|
| Trump, trump, trump
|
| Ooooooooooooo…
|
| Nikki the Elephant packed her trunk
|
| And said goodbye to the circus
|
| Off she went with a trumpety-trump
|
| Trump, trump, trump
|
| Nikki the Elephant packed her trunk
|
| And trundled back to the jungle
|
| Off she went with a trumpety-trump
|
| Trump, trump, trump |